Archive for February, 2016


Just a thought.

  There was once a girl who wanted so badly to visit a small island, in the center of a very large, very deep lake. Every day she walked along the shore of the lake looking at the small island. Every day a boat asked her if he could take her. Every day she politely declined.
   This went on for many months with the girl looking forward to the boat talking to her. Slowly she found she began to care a great deal for the boat, and delighted in talking to it every day.
  One day as the girl was walking along the shore to the boat, he again asked her if he make take her to the island? He said…. I love you and care for you. I will never do you harm, I care far to much. Let me take you to the island, you are a butterfly that deserves to roam a place as beautiful as that. I will wait for you and I am here for you. Never letting you go. The girl listened and thought the boat cared very deeply. She said yes and together they went to the island.
  The girl had an amazing time exploring. She delighted in the things she saw such happiness made her bloom anew. When light started to fade, the girl went back to the shore of the island to the boat. The boat was gone. She looked and looked and called and called. The boat had left her alone.
 
Be careful who you trust….

And so she dies a little….

Did I tell you
did I tell you don’t go,
Cause I’m struggling I
know I’m falling deeper does it show,
And I’m afraid yes so afraid
of getting hurt by you,
All these feelings shock me
they mock and stick like glue,
If it would make a difference I’d ask you
stay with me,
But I gotta hold these feelings back
just can’t let them free,
Oh so many rules
of which I must abide,
Cause I’m just some dirty secret
one which you do hide….

.x.

You….

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For I both desire and crave you in ways beyond mere words….
….only your passionate embrace can calm my storms….
.x.

The light is glinting
off the blade,
Our game
my dear sweet everglade,
Gagged and bound
and roughly tied,
The emotions in your eyes
the perfect tide,
Dear sweet everglade
your skin stained red,
The simplest touch
and your sins you’ve bled,
The erotic dance
as it moves down your skin,
Your feverish glow
ignites me from within,
My beautiful everglade
on those chains you pull,
They hold you aloft
expose you so full,
Your breathing is ragged
watch your chest rise and fall,
Your life it is slipping
muffled moans you do call,
Not long now sweet everglade
just barest breath,
Your opening to me
your finest moment in death,
The chains they jerk once
and then relax in the silence,
The light leaves your eyes
such pride and no violence,
I love you sweet everglade
your preciousness gifted to me,
I watched the weight of the world leave you
now dear everglade you are free….

.x.

You know you just can’t hide from them
the thoughts that go round in your head,
Your sleeping is wrecked despising the night
you dread the sight of your bed,
Insecurities they’re
flying high,
never good enough so
why even try….

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